Friday, October 2, 2009

Edward Scissorhands and I am famous and....

OK, the last pic, with the tree and veggies? These young deadhead farmer types are hanging aound in the rain selling produce from the Cornell oganic student gardens and the missus is pulling me over there and we get the organic pumpkins and a pretty eggplant, and the young deadhead chick is like"you're the new Edward Scissorhands!" and her deadhead friends are all like *snicker* and *har!* cause I am in my groovy black motorcycle jacket and I am rolling my eyes and like "OK KIDS" and then me and the missus are off down the hill to downtown and an art opening party at State of the Art Gallery, where my zebra teaset is on display, along with a lot of other artists' work.(HAHA! edited!!!! Take that!)

Whoaaaa G. You should really feel lucky, you know? If I were there, and some dead head was making fun of my leather jacket, I'd probably punch them in the head or throw an organic pumpkin at them, then they'd call me a fascist or something stupid and they'd call home to their rich parents and the police would show up and... I'd end up in jail for the night with some drunken slob that tells me that I'm 'perty' and throws up on my favorite pair of sneakers.

But Mr Rith, look at it this way.You are the coolest guy around, you're an artist, an admired cook, a maker of zebra teasets, you see things that other people never notice, and turn them into art.Look at you, man with influential international blog, Look at you, Joe Cool with leather jacket. Pity those deadheads, because, in years to come, they'll never be one tenth as cool as you.